_Baum._ It is my wonder, Since I want language to expresse it fully; And sure the Collonell-- _Roch._ Fie! he was faulty-- 295 What present mony haue I? _Baum._ There is no want Of any summe a priuate man has use for. _Roch._ ’Tis well: I am strangely taken with this _Charaloyes_; Me thinkes, from his example, the whole age Should learne to be good, and continue so. 300 Vertue workes strangely with vs: and his goodnesse Rising aboue his fortune, seemes to me Princelike, to will, not aske a courtesie. _Exeunt._ _Act. secundus._ _Scæna prima:_ [_A Street before the Prison_] _Enter Pontalier_, _Malotin_, _Baumont_. _Mal._ Tis strange. _Baum._ Me thinkes so. _Pont._ In a man, but young, Yet old in iudgement, theorique, and practicke In all humanity (and to increase the wonder) Religious, yet a Souldier, that he should Yeeld his free liuing youth a captiue, for 5 The freedome of his aged fathers Corpes, And rather choose to want lifes necessaries, Liberty, hope of fortune, then it should In death be kept from Christian ceremony. _Malo._ Come, ’Tis a golden president in a Sonne, 10 To let strong nature haue the better hand, (In such a case) of all affected reason. What yeeres sits on this Charolois? _Baum._ Twenty eight, For since the clocke did strike him 17 old Vnder his fathers wing, this Sonne hath fought, 15 Seru’d and commanded, and so aptly both, That sometimes he appear’d his fathers father, And neuer lesse then’s sonne; the old man’s vertues So recent in him, as the world may sweare, Nought but a faire tree, could such fayre fruit beare. 20 _Pont._ But wherefore lets he such a barbarous law, And men more barbarous to execute it, Preuaile on his soft disposition, That he had rather dye aliue for debt Of the old man in prison, then he should 25 Rob him of Sepulture, considering These monies borrow’d bought the lenders peace, And all their meanes they inioy, nor was diffus’d In any impious or licencious path? _Bau._ True: for my part, were it my fathers trunke, 30 The tyrannous Ram-heads, with their hornes should gore it, Or, cast it to their curres (than they) lesse currish, Ere prey on me so, with their Lion-law, Being in my free will (as in his) to shun it.